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Before Draed could actually get any information from the pretty young lady, the ring of the entrance bell interrupted the deal that was proceeding. Expecting a fancy woman looking for useless artifacts that cost a pretty penny or a low-level criminal looking for information, he was surprised to see a woman with intense written all over her standing in the doorway.

"You there...” The woman announced with a less than womanly voice

She couldn’t be talking to Draed, he just got back from a twenty year hiatus and no one but the woman he was dealing with knew of his return.

"I was told you could be of some assistance to me....or vice versa...I don't suppose you are in the market for a crew?"

Well it was indeed clear that she was approaching Draed, with the information that he was in search of a crew. This was beyond strange… Knowing his whereabouts and the fact that he was looking to gather up a crew was nowhere near coincidence.

Drawing his sword once again, the point of the blade aiming towards the other woman this time around, a ruthless but calm expression creeped upon his face.

“I don’t take kind to spying my dear.” Blade steadily pointed at her.

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Salia was on the verge of making some easy coin, but of course some ridiculousness had to interrupt the transfer of information. A Woman, a fairly pretty woman… crashed the party.

As the two argued, Salia had once again found herself in a stick situation… one she had no part in. As Draeds blade peered its ugly head once again, she was afraid that this time it was going to be put into use.

“Now now you two, this is a peaceful establishment.” Salia chimed in trying to prevent the conflict that might occur, most likely breaking some of her merchandise in the process.

Slowly step by step making her way to the back of her store, Salia tried to remain neutral as possible while getting the hell out of the way.